Things to do while you're waiting

I have spent the last 8 months of my life trying to go on about my business while waiting for something. If it wasn't for answers to my graduate school applications, it was for a boy to make up his mind about anything, or a boss to decide where he wanted a project to go, or, like right now, for the financial aid services to tell me how much money I'll get to go to school.

Now, I HATE waiting, and I have no doubt that the God has allowed me to learn about patience this year. Of course, since I've always thought it was unconceivable to live a life waiting for other people to make up their mind about something, I only realized the lesson that God was trying to teach me about a month ago. I guess God was... waiting for me to think.

I don't wait for slow drivers, slow walkers, slow thinkers, slow eaters... I just don't wait for slow people. I am a nomad. Nomads do not wait, they move and move on! I do everything well, I like to think, but very intensely. You know, kind of like body and soul into what you do? Life is short and I try to bite into every single minute of it. Ok, ok. Sometimes I wait... For a second, if I like you. But most of the time, I just move ahead, going back sometimes to check up on people, only to realize that they haven't moved one bit! Prideful and full of myself? I concede it, yes I am! That's why I had to learn, learn to be still and know that He is God and that He waits for me (and them most of the time) quite often. I have accepted to baptize the year 2004 as my Year in Search of Patience. I have accepted my trial, but not without difficulty. I'm still searching, but this time willingly.

In the meantime, I have thought about a few things to do while I'm back at my parents house, SERIOUSLY doing nothing else but waiting this month:

• Try to stay in bed as long as you can, and when you think you have reached your limit, stay there one more hour;
• Go to your Mom's kitchen and empty all the cupboards, then take some Windex to clean out ALL the shelves, and reorganize your Mom's entire system... Pray that she likes it;
• Go on a book reading marathon, and try to see how many books you can read in 3 days;
• Undertake the cleaning of all the blinds in the house, wiping them ONE by ONE... If you have as many windows as we have, it might take you a few days;
• Listen to all the CD's you haven't listen to in over 5 months, and try to associate as many songs with events of your life;
• Start bossing your little brothers and sisters around (it's quite hard to stay alive when one of the brothers is now bigger and taller than you and that he plays football).

After all this, I'm still waiting... I don't think I'll survive more than another 10 days like this...

Old Men Syndrome

If there is something that I have yet to understand, it is probably the reason why old men seem to think that it's ok to hit on me. I wish I could have a Tom Cruise or Moris Chestnut-looking genius give me the time of day. But instead, for some reason, I often end up with men who could be in age to date my mother, or are even older than my father try to flex their deflated muscles to impress me. Now, no matter what I do about my look, the old men syndrome gives me no rest!
Most of the time, I try to be very polite about it. I try to explain that I consider them as mentors or something. You know, something nice to make them feel good, even though they are being undeniably rejected. But recently, I've been unable to remain diplomatic about the whole situation. Now if you are 58 and I am 23, you need to give me a damn good reason for me to come your way. Especially if you don't look like Shawn Connery. Don't you think??? If you are two years younger than my mother, and that your older daughter hangs out with my little sister, and that you were married to my ex's older cousin, there is nothing you can do that will make it ok for you to ask me out.
God willing, we will all be young and old at some point in our lives. Old men, you had your time! Now it's mine, and I have no desire to spend mine changing your diapers while your running out of yours!